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A self defense prototype

Linear algebra class was over. Liz was collecting her books back into her backpack, when she heard "Nice rump". Then Jay, of course it was him, gave her jeans clad bottom a sound slap.
"Just fuck off already." - She yelled at him.
Jay just laughed at her. "No need to be that aggressive. I merely complimented your shape."
Everyone looked at them. Some were clearly amused and exchanged murmurs and giggles, others looked at Jay with disapproval, Dave, Megan and Chloe pursed their lips and frowned but none of them intervened. Cowards.

Liz was always on the plump side, however, she was blessed with the right type of a figure with ample chest and wide hips. She couldn't complain about the lack of attention she got, yet the quality of that attention was quite low.

"He's a jerk." - told her friend Ashley, when they left class.

Liz nodded: "I know, thanks."

"You can file a complaint, Jay will be suspended."

"Or not.”

“By the way, today there is a meeting about safety on campus, harassment and stuff.”

“It is going to be a boring and useless lecture.” - argued Liz, but eventually let Ashley persuade her and never regretted it.

***

About thirty students assembled on the chairs around a podium, Liz noted that the audience consisted of girls with just two exceptions. Mrs Shield an old crone, prude and killjoy took a microphone to announce the guest: “Dear ladies, today miss Alison Rubberik from the Parasol industries decided to pay us a visit to tell about their brand new product, that hopefully will put an end to all the offenses, harassment and make our campus a safer place.”

Miss Rubberik was a complete opposite of Mrs Shield. Parasol’s representative sported long luscious blonde locks, her shapely figure was clad in a tight knee long skirt and a matching jacket, white blouse and tights. Her shoes click-clacked as Miss Rubberik went up towards the old lady and took the microphone. “Her tits must be fake, aren’t they?” - thought Liz, she was well endowed herself, and never complained about her size, yet this Alison easily dwarfed her.

However, she asked a different question: “What the heck is the Parasol?”
“No idea, that’s the first time I hear about it.” - responded Ashley, who sat to the left.

“... so, we at Parasol came up with Agent Breeze, while doing other unrelated research. Breeze can have many applications, but today I want to talk about stopping physically superior aggressor or even a small gang. This spray can act as a perfect non-lethal weapon of self defense. It works fast, it’s effect lasts for three to five hours, absolutely no pain yet it takes just a few seconds to stop an adult man and make him absolutely harmless to you and easy to deal with.”

A brunette sitting ahead of Liz rose a hand - “And how does it work?” - she asked.

“A good question. I don’t want to go deep into technical details, so it basically makes the target very light and reduces physical strength, affected men keep their human shape and looks, are able to talk, move and act as if nothing changed yet are filled with mere air.”

Students exchanged skeptical glances and murmured. Mrs Shield frowned. “So, does it turn people into balloons? Or blow-up dolls!”. Embarrassed giggles from the audience followed.

Mrs Rubberik kept calm and confident: “Yes, I’d say it makes you a blow-up doll version of yourself, yet it is temporary, not painful, quite opposite, you can do all the business as usual, except beating someone. Anyway, talk is cheap, let me demonstrate it, but I need some volunteers.”

Mrs Shield wanted to protest, but all she could was waving her hands and gasping for air. Anyway, no one noticed her objections.

“First of all we need two brave men for our show.” - Alison Rubberik pointed her finger at two boys. They sat quite far from the scene, somewhat secluded, chit-chatted in a low voice and occasionally giggled. If their plan was to sit, listen and quietly make fun of all that feminist agenda - it failed. Actually, none of them looked like a typical macho, bully or harasser. Just two nerdy boys. They still could run away in shame, yet decided against it - they exchanged a few words in a low voice and went up towards the podium, where miss Rubberik welcomed them:

“Applause for our wonderful boys, who are so kind to volunteer for this demonstration!”

Everyone clapped including Liz. Suddenly she realized that the entire event is getting a new unexpected spin.
“Please introduce yourself” - said miss Rubberik, fastening a small microphone to a blue polo shirt worn by a tall slim boy.

“I’m Sam. Organic chemistry. Second year.” - he told her. Although Sam had a cute face, he was too pale and skinny - not Liz’s type. Cropped fair hair, straight nose, his arms were a bit thin, which always was a turnoff for her. Such a guy could only go into the best friends category. However, some gals find androgynous looks appealing, Liz certainly wasn’t a fan of it.

"Very nice, Sam. What about your friend? " - asked Miss Rubberik. She clipped another microphone to the collar of the second boy.
"My name is Ryan. Same as Sam, we are classmates...”
He certainly was overweight, not terribly obese, yet his fat cheeks really spoiled the image. Otherwise he could pass as cute - Liz thought.
“... we heard of that event and thought that we may learn something about talking to girls while not looking like creeps, you know” - he continued.

“Did you ever harass girls at college, well, grab them, catcall, propose something lewd?” - asked Miss Rubberik.

“No, not at all” - both Sam and Ryan shook their heads. Ryan continued: “I can ask Helen something neutral or compliment Chelsea’s dress and they tell me I'm a freak and should mind my own dirty business. Then Kyle tells Helen that her butt looks hot in that jeans and Rich asks Chelsea to have a drink after classes and everyone is fine with that. So, I’m a bit confused about all that business.”

“Do you blame women for being assaulted?" - old Mrs Shield creaked angrily.

However, everyone ignored the old harpy, particularly miss Rubberik didn’t plan to bash boys, her script for the show was totally different. So she said: “Oh, I can relate, Ryan. I guess these other guys you mentioned may just get away with what they are doing just because they look better. Some girls say if he’s handsome, it is not harassment it is flirting. I know, that feels unfair, but that’s life. So if you wanted to look hot and approach women with ease you came to the right place!”

Liz couldn’t believe her ears. Mrs Shield was speechless. Even boys were quite surprised with miss Rubberik’s statement, which would be quite suitable for a pickup training seminar or meet up of online red-pillers.

People murmured, but miss Rubberik ignored grumbling: “To start our performance we need two girls. You, who suffered silently and could do nothing to stop that annoying jerk. Now it is your time to turn the tables, take charge of the situation, never be afraid of these douche-bags, let them fear you! Interested? Then don’t hesitate, this offer is limited!”

This speech was quite inspiring, yet confused the girls in the room even more. There were no volunteers. Everyone exchanged looks and continued to murmur.

“Seriously? No one?”

Finally, Liz rose her round butt from her seat. Ashley looked at her back with a mix of surprise and amazement.

“Liz, are you going to ...?” - mumbled Ashley.
“Why not? It should be fun. Come on, they need two girls" - said Liz.

Ashley followed her friend to the stage after some short hesitation. While Liz was a plump shapely brunette, Ashley was a slender redhead. Liz wore a white tank top and blue jeans sitting snug on her bottom. Ashley had a green dress on, that matched her red locks.

"Perfect! Please tell us your names, girls." - said miss Rubberik, - "And your stories, did you two suffer from any unwanted attention?"

"I'm Liza and that's Ashley, my friend. Actually she talked me into coming here. We are both second year students in computer sciences. All the attention I get from guys kind of sucks. Of all the jerks in my class I'd name Jay Dafna - an arrogant new guy, making lewd compliments, another one is Tony Salem, that dude keeps bumping into me pretending this to be accidental."

"Oh, that's awful. They'll never dare bug you again, once you have our spray in your purse. And what about you, Ashley? What's your story?" - Asked miss Rubberik.

"Actually, I have nothing to confess, I was approached by guys a couple of times in high school, both of them clearly understood the meaning of the word no and not my type. Then... It is like I got invisible. No unwanted attention, frankly speaking, I get no attention at all. This makes life easier, I’m perfectly okay with being single.
Once upon a time I asked out a guy that I actually liked, but he turned out to be a coward. He just chickened out, despite the fact he obviously liked me too. I caught his glances, but he never dared to talk to me again. I know it was not harassment, but it felt awful nevertheless."

Ashley wasn’t ugly, yet certainly she had that look shooting guys down even before they could say something. That indeed made her inapproachable. Poor boy she had a crush on probably thought he was in trouble.

"Ah, I see, your situation is quite the opposite, but you can also take advantage of the spray to build relations with men on your terms." - said miss Rubberik. - "But enough talk, we are here to demonstrate the Spray." She took two pink metal cylinders and handed them to Liz and Ashley. Girls giggled nervously.

Miss Rubberik turned to boys then. "Sam, Ryan, your task is simple. Pretend that you want to attack Liz and Ashley in the dark alley. You may try to grope them or grab their purses. Please don't be too shy and don't hesitate to use some male strength, we want to demonstrate how the Spray might help girls in a really dire situation."

Sam and Ryan looked at each other. Both boys seemed quite baffled. "But I can't just hit a girl" - protested Sam. "Oh, come on, this is not for real." - said Ryan.

"No worries. Try to act aggressively. The Spray works really fast and if girls use it in time, you won't be able to harm them at all. Just do you best to try. So let's not waste any more time.
Just pretend that you are really bad guys and see two pretty girls in a dark alley. Improvise now" - said Rubberik.
Liz and Ashley clenched their Sprays in their hands and looked at boys with some fear in their eyes.
"Heya hottie, nice tits, wanna go to my place tonight?" - Started Ryan addressing Liz, who was indeed quite voluptuous.
Liz and Ashley stepped back, but Sam grabbed Ashley's purse, while Ryan pursued Liz and put his hand on her waist. Attack looked quite genuine. So both girls directed their Sprays and dispensed streams of raspberry smelling aerosol into guys' faces.
Sam and Ryan were quite surprised by the rapid reaction of the girls. Sam even released his grasp of the purse. And then everyone heard a loud hissing sound coming from the boys.
Sam grew taller and his muscles literally inflated. In a few seconds he changed from the skinny boy he was into athletic hunk. His arms, shoulders, pecs and abs, even his butt - all widened and rounded.
In the same time Ryan's body reshaped, slimmed down - his round potbelly and fat cheeks were gone also replaced by a toned body shape of a gym frequenter.
Such changes in looks would require a year of training in gym, but Spray did it in mere seconds.

Besides the shape of the boys' bodies, their skin tone also changed - a glossy plastic sheen appeared, while all the body hair vanished.

Sam tried again to pull Ashley's purse, yet to his great surprise he couldn't. All his strength and weight vanished. Instead of dragging her purse, he pulled himself towards the girl. He started to fall forward towards Ashley, but she caught him effortlessly.

In the same moment Ryan removed his hand from Liz's waist and tried to back away from her. Liz grabbed him by his arms. To her amazement Ryan was so soft, pliable and squishy now - his skin easily gave under her fingers.

In a mere seconds boys turned from a predator to a prey. Ashley and Liz held both of them, Ryan tried to break free from Liz's grasp but his well pumped muscles were obviously fake. Ashley not just caught Sam but lifted him in the air. He desperately wiggled with his legs.

"As you can see, Spray works nearly instantaneously. Two former macho bullies are now inflatable toys at your mercy. They are full of compressed air and thus lightweight, harmless and quite pleasant to touch. As a bonus, the Spray improves looks of all transformed men, so men are turned into very attractive, sexy and shapely inflatable toys for ladies." - explained mrs Rubberik.

Audience that consisted of college girls really liked the show so far. They cried and cheered Liza and Ashley. Only Mrs. Shield protested, because the demonstration turned into a quite hot and heavy direction. Though, nobody listened to Mrs. Shield.

"Is it happening for real? I'm not inflatable, that's impossible, let me go!" - said Sam, while Ashley hugged him, she still held him in the air and used opportunity to feel his new pumped up body.

Ryan tried to wrestle free from Liz - also with little success. "Just relax, handsome." - said she. "Didn't you like my curves so much and proposed me kind of a date?"
"Spray works not just quickly, it is absolutely painless. Let's ask boys about their feelings. First you, Sam, please tell us what you just experienced?" - said Mrs Rubberik.
"I ... don't know, still can't believe it. I felt no pain, just a raspberry scent, then this hissing, my body changed and it was kinda pleasant. My skin seems so sensitive, must admit I really enjoy Ashley's touch. I also feel tense, like some force is pushing and straining my skin from within." - he explained. While he talked, Ashley groped his shoulders and chest, plunging her fingers deep into his soft pliable skin.

"And you, Ryan? Did you like your change so far?" - said Mrs Rubberik bringing microphone to him.

Liz finally put him on the ground, but continued to hug him, squeezing his bouncy butt. Ryan said "I'm quite shocked and I feel kinda helpless... But I agree with Sam, sensations are good and my skin is more sensitive. I'd like to look into a mirror, cuz my body changed, my gut is obviously gone. I see how Sam changed from a skinny nerdy guy into a handsome lad, and so did I?"

"Your looks improved indeed, Sammy, now I really want to see how you look undressed" - said Ashley giving his inflated ass a light slap.

"Speaking of undressing, I propose a challenging little game for you. There are two couples here now: Sam with Ashley and Ryan with Liz. As you boys are now inflatable, you have an important feature that every inflatable doll must have - an inflation valve. But where is it? The first couple that finds the valve - wins. Of course valve is hidden somewhere under boys garments. Boys should undress, girls - should check their bodies and seek for a valve. Are you ready for some fun competition?" Announced Mrs Rubberik.

"I didn't plan to strip tease in public, actually." protested Sam. But both Ashley and Liza cried "Yeah! we agree!"

Ashley grabbed him by the sleeve of his polo. "Oh, come on, don't be so shy. You look so much better than ten minutes ago, no need to be ashamed of your body anymore. Just a peek on your chest won't harm at all."
After some hesitation Sam grabbed his polo and started to pull it up with Ashley's help.
Liz acted more blunt: "Undress, quickly! Do you want to let them win?" Ryan didn't dare to resist and started to unbutton his shirt. Quite soon both guys were topless. Public went ecstatic and demanded more. Ashley and Liza examined boys' bodies, touching their shapely inflated chests, shoulders and abs. Liz even poked Ryan's navel, which seemed to be a natural place for the valve.
"It isn't there! Take off your pants, quickly." - commanded Liz. This time Ryan backed off, he was clearly scared by her pushiness.

Meanwhile Ashley gently stroked Sam's chest, her hand slid over his inflated six-packs down to the belt of his shorts. Sam suppressed a moan of pleasure, yet his face betrayed his real emotions.
When he was completely bewitched, Ashley grabbed the zipper on the fly of his shorts and pulled it down.
Sam's inflated thighs pushed his shorts, freeing them sleeves from the restraining fabric. Of course, Ashley helped and pulled it by the belt, until shorts fell to his ankles. Sam was undressed to his black boxers, which sat quite snug on his inflated butt and manhood.

Liz caught Ryan, before he could run away on his inflated legs. She toppled him and pinned him down to the floor, sat on his legs and tried to unzip his jeans. "You aren't getting anywhere from me now!"
Ryan tried to wrestle, but his inflated hands turned out to be useless. Still his futile resistance won a few seconds for the other team. Liz unzipped Ryan's jeans and struggled to pull them down, exposing Ryan's blue underpants. He stopped his useless struggle.

Meanwhile Ashley examined Sam's legs and thighs, turned him around to get a better look at his backside. "Hm, I wonder, what is it?" - she said, poking a little nub protruding under fabric of Sam's black cotton boxers. That thing was in the middle of his left ass-cheek. Not wasting any more time, she pulled down his underpants, exposing his ass to all the girls watching this show.
"Here it is! I found it! We won!" - exclaimed Ashley pointing at the small cylinder made of translucent plastic, that was growing out of Sam's butt cheek.

"Oh my, is it there... How embarrassing." - said Sam, pulling his boxers up to cover his naked butt. Too late, almost everyone in the hall already had an opportunity to check it out.

"I still can't believe it is for real... Are we turned into inflatable fucktoys? Do I have this thing too?" - asked Ryan.

Liz was too excited to regret the loss in the race. She finally undressed Ryan, relieving him from his jeans. She was about to pull down Ryan's underwear as well, but Mrs Rubberik stopped her, before Ashley could expose Ryan's junk.

"Liz, wait. Let's keep some decency here. Girls, if you want to continue playing with your new inflatable toys, you should do it in a more private place. Well, the demonstration is almost over, as you can see, men affected by the Spray are completely helpless and can be easily dealt with. As positive tradeoff, they look better. But that's not everything. Just like any inflatable, they can be easily reduced in size to fit into any girl's purse." - said Mrs Rubberik.

"What do you mean? Are you really going to deflate us now?!" - asked Ryan. He was apparently in shock.

"That might be an interesting experience, I don't mind if they would blow us up again soon." - replied Sam.
"Of course, I'm going to inflate you back as soon as I bring you to my place" - murmured Ashley, while her fingers crept into his boxers, reaching for his air plug.

Liz was less gentle. "Stop wiggling already!" She pinned Ryan down to the floor, sitting on his soft pneumatic torso.
"And you stop treating me like an object, I'm not your freakin toy! Let me go!" - cried he.
She giggled. "But you are in fact my toy, until the effect of the Spray wears of. Usually you guys treat us as objects, now tables are turned. Why don't you like it?"
"But I didn't really harass anyone! I just played along the scene and pretended to be a macho." - Ryan protested.
"You played so well I actually believed you, now pretend to be a good boy." - she said, slowly bouncing on his inflated chest. Ryan's face was pressed right between her knees.
He looked at her from below and nodded. "As if I have any choice, you are just stronger than me until I change back."

Ashley continued her foreplay, with both her hands resting on Sam's butt, her right hand grazing his sensitive air valve. Sam didn't mind - he hugged her by the waist, pressing his inflated chest against her ample bosom.
"Are you ready, honey?" - asked Ashley.
"I'm a bit nervous. But is OK" - he said.
"Let's do it then. Three, two, one..." - Ashley counted down, squeezing Sam's air plug between her thumb and index finger.

Liz stood up from Ryan and rolled him over. Unlike her friend Ashley she acted quite blunt. Liz pulled down his blue underpants, quickly found the valve and pulled the plug. With a loud hissing air rushed from Ryan, Liz could feel his back softening under her.

In the same moment Ashley popped Sam open. He started to deflate, but a bit slower than his friend. Ashley embraced him gently, feeling his buff body shrinking in her hands.

Air rushed out of Ryan, as he was pressed by the weight of a chubby girl sitting on his back. Quite soon his torso complete flattened under her, Liz moved toward his ass, took his saggy legs and started to fold Ryan. In less then a minute, she squeezed all the air out of his lower body.

"It feels not bad, but I'm getting so weak. Helpless. Will you inflate me? Please." - asked Ryan.
"Of course, I'll blow you up soon, now shut up and relax." - with these words Liz squeezed his head against his already flattened chest.

When Ryan was ready to be tossed into a girl's purse, Sam just started to lose definition and would flop on the floor without Ashley's support, but she didn't let him fall.
"Being inflatable is not so bad, as I thought" - he confessed.
"Just wait. The best part is ahead. You won't stay deflated for long, I promise"
She kissed him, before he faded out.

"Our demonstration is over" - said Mrs Rubberik, - "But I have more free samples of the Spray. If you wish to do some trial, please come to me now."

Practically every girl in the hall got one. Of course, upcoming days after the demonstration were eventful and fun for every guy in the campus.

Description

A self defense prototype

Linear algebra class was over. Liz was collecting her books back into her backpack, when she heard "Nice rump". Then Jay, of course it was him, gave her jeans clad bottom a sound slap.
"Just fuck off already." - She yelled at him.
Jay just laughed at her. "No need to be that aggressive. I merely complimented your shape."
Everyone looked at them. Some were clearly amused and exchanged murmurs and giggles, others looked at Jay with disapproval, Dave, Megan and Chloe pursed their lips and frowned but none of them intervened. Cowards.

Liz was always on the plump side, however, she was blessed with the right type of a figure with ample chest and wide hips. She couldn't complain about the lack of attention she got, yet the quality of that attention was quite low.

"He's a jerk." - told her friend Ashley, when they left class.

Liz nodded: "I know, thanks."

"You can file a complaint, Jay will be suspended."

"Or not.”

“By the way, today there is a meeting about safety on campus, harassment and stuff.”

“It is going to be a boring and useless lecture.” - argued Liz, but eventually let Ashley persuade her and never regretted it.

***

About thirty students assembled on the chairs around a podium, Liz noted that the audience consisted of girls with just two exceptions. Mrs Shield an old crone, prude and killjoy took a microphone to announce the guest: “Dear ladies, today miss Alison Rubberik from the Parasol industries decided to pay us a visit to tell about their brand new product, that hopefully will put an end to all the offenses, harassment and make our campus a safer place.”

Miss Rubberik was a complete opposite of Mrs Shield. Parasol’s representative sported long luscious blonde locks, her shapely figure was clad in a tight knee long skirt and a matching jacket, white blouse and tights. Her shoes click-clacked as Miss Rubberik went up towards the old lady and took the microphone. “Her tits must be fake, aren’t they?” - thought Liz, she was well endowed herself, and never complained about her size, yet this Alison easily dwarfed her.

However, she asked a different question: “What the heck is the Parasol?”
“No idea, that’s the first time I hear about it.” - responded Ashley, who sat to the left.

“... so, we at Parasol came up with Agent Breeze, while doing other unrelated research. Breeze can have many applications, but today I want to talk about stopping physically superior aggressor or even a small gang. This spray can act as a perfect non-lethal weapon of self defense. It works fast, it’s effect lasts for three to five hours, absolutely no pain yet it takes just a few seconds to stop an adult man and make him absolutely harmless to you and easy to deal with.”

A brunette sitting ahead of Liz rose a hand - “And how does it work?” - she asked.

“A good question. I don’t want to go deep into technical details, so it basically makes the target very light and reduces physical strength, affected men keep their human shape and looks, are able to talk, move and act as if nothing changed yet are filled with mere air.”

Students exchanged skeptical glances and murmured. Mrs Shield frowned. “So, does it turn people into balloons? Or blow-up dolls!”. Embarrassed giggles from the audience followed.

Mrs Rubberik kept calm and confident: “Yes, I’d say it makes you a blow-up doll version of yourself, yet it is temporary, not painful, quite opposite, you can do all the business as usual, except beating someone. Anyway, talk is cheap, let me demonstrate it, but I need some volunteers.”

Mrs Shield wanted to protest, but all she could was waving her hands and gasping for air. Anyway, no one noticed her objections.

“First of all we need two brave men for our show.” - Alison Rubberik pointed her finger at two boys. They sat quite far from the scene, somewhat secluded, chit-chatted in a low voice and occasionally giggled. If their plan was to sit, listen and quietly make fun of all that feminist agenda - it failed. Actually, none of them looked like a typical macho, bully or harasser. Just two nerdy boys. They still could run away in shame, yet decided against it - they exchanged a few words in a low voice and went up towards the podium, where miss Rubberik welcomed them:

“Applause for our wonderful boys, who are so kind to volunteer for this demonstration!”

Everyone clapped including Liz. Suddenly she realized that the entire event is getting a new unexpected spin.
“Please introduce yourself” - said miss Rubberik, fastening a small microphone to a blue polo shirt worn by a tall slim boy.

“I’m Sam. Organic chemistry. Second year.” - he told her. Although Sam had a cute face, he was too pale and skinny - not Liz’s type. Cropped fair hair, straight nose, his arms were a bit thin, which always was a turnoff for her. Such a guy could only go into the best friends category. However, some gals find androgynous looks appealing, Liz certainly wasn’t a fan of it.

"Very nice, Sam. What about your friend? " - asked Miss Rubberik. She clipped another microphone to the collar of the second boy.
"My name is Ryan. Same as Sam, we are classmates...”
He certainly was overweight, not terribly obese, yet his fat cheeks really spoiled the image. Otherwise he could pass as cute - Liz thought.
“... we heard of that event and thought that we may learn something about talking to girls while not looking like creeps, you know” - he continued.

“Did you ever harass girls at college, well, grab them, catcall, propose something lewd?” - asked Miss Rubberik.

“No, not at all” - both Sam and Ryan shook their heads. Ryan continued: “I can ask Helen something neutral or compliment Chelsea’s dress and they tell me I'm a freak and should mind my own dirty business. Then Kyle tells Helen that her butt looks hot in that jeans and Rich asks Chelsea to have a drink after classes and everyone is fine with that. So, I’m a bit confused about all that business.”

“Do you blame women for being assaulted?" - old Mrs Shield creaked angrily.

However, everyone ignored the old harpy, particularly miss Rubberik didn’t plan to bash boys, her script for the show was totally different. So she said: “Oh, I can relate, Ryan. I guess these other guys you mentioned may just get away with what they are doing just because they look better. Some girls say if he’s handsome, it is not harassment it is flirting. I know, that feels unfair, but that’s life. So if you wanted to look hot and approach women with ease you came to the right place!”

Liz couldn’t believe her ears. Mrs Shield was speechless. Even boys were quite surprised with miss Rubberik’s statement, which would be quite suitable for a pickup training seminar or meet up of online red-pillers.

People murmured, but miss Rubberik ignored grumbling: “To start our performance we need two girls. You, who suffered silently and could do nothing to stop that annoying jerk. Now it is your time to turn the tables, take charge of the situation, never be afraid of these douche-bags, let them fear you! Interested? Then don’t hesitate, this offer is limited!”

This speech was quite inspiring, yet confused the girls in the room even more. There were no volunteers. Everyone exchanged looks and continued to murmur.

“Seriously? No one?”

Finally, Liz rose her round butt from her seat. Ashley looked at her back with a mix of surprise and amazement.

“Liz, are you going to ...?” - mumbled Ashley.
“Why not? It should be fun. Come on, they need two girls" - said Liz.

Ashley followed her friend to the stage after some short hesitation. While Liz was a plump shapely brunette, Ashley was a slender redhead. Liz wore a white tank top and blue jeans sitting snug on her bottom. Ashley had a green dress on, that matched her red locks.

"Perfect! Please tell us your names, girls." - said miss Rubberik, - "And your stories, did you two suffer from any unwanted attention?"

"I'm Liza and that's Ashley, my friend. Actually she talked me into coming here. We are both second year students in computer sciences. All the attention I get from guys kind of sucks. Of all the jerks in my class I'd name Jay Dafna - an arrogant new guy, making lewd compliments, another one is Tony Salem, that dude keeps bumping into me pretending this to be accidental."

"Oh, that's awful. They'll never dare bug you again, once you have our spray in your purse. And what about you, Ashley? What's your story?" - Asked miss Rubberik.

"Actually, I have nothing to confess, I was approached by guys a couple of times in high school, both of them clearly understood the meaning of the word no and not my type. Then... It is like I got invisible. No unwanted attention, frankly speaking, I get no attention at all. This makes life easier, I’m perfectly okay with being single.
Once upon a time I asked out a guy that I actually liked, but he turned out to be a coward. He just chickened out, despite the fact he obviously liked me too. I caught his glances, but he never dared to talk to me again. I know it was not harassment, but it felt awful nevertheless."

Ashley wasn’t ugly, yet certainly she had that look shooting guys down even before they could say something. That indeed made her inapproachable. Poor boy she had a crush on probably thought he was in trouble.

"Ah, I see, your situation is quite the opposite, but you can also take advantage of the spray to build relations with men on your terms." - said miss Rubberik. - "But enough talk, we are here to demonstrate the Spray." She took two pink metal cylinders and handed them to Liz and Ashley. Girls giggled nervously.

Miss Rubberik turned to boys then. "Sam, Ryan, your task is simple. Pretend that you want to attack Liz and Ashley in the dark alley. You may try to grope them or grab their purses. Please don't be too shy and don't hesitate to use some male strength, we want to demonstrate how the Spray might help girls in a really dire situation."

Sam and Ryan looked at each other. Both boys seemed quite baffled. "But I can't just hit a girl" - protested Sam. "Oh, come on, this is not for real." - said Ryan.

"No worries. Try to act aggressively. The Spray works really fast and if girls use it in time, you won't be able to harm them at all. Just do you best to try. So let's not waste any more time.
Just pretend that you are really bad guys and see two pretty girls in a dark alley. Improvise now" - said Rubberik.
Liz and Ashley clenched their Sprays in their hands and looked at boys with some fear in their eyes.
"Heya hottie, nice tits, wanna go to my place tonight?" - Started Ryan addressing Liz, who was indeed quite voluptuous.
Liz and Ashley stepped back, but Sam grabbed Ashley's purse, while Ryan pursued Liz and put his hand on her waist. Attack looked quite genuine. So both girls directed their Sprays and dispensed streams of raspberry smelling aerosol into guys' faces.
Sam and Ryan were quite surprised by the rapid reaction of the girls. Sam even released his grasp of the purse. And then everyone heard a loud hissing sound coming from the boys.
Sam grew taller and his muscles literally inflated. In a few seconds he changed from the skinny boy he was into athletic hunk. His arms, shoulders, pecs and abs, even his butt - all widened and rounded.
In the same time Ryan's body reshaped, slimmed down - his round potbelly and fat cheeks were gone also replaced by a toned body shape of a gym frequenter.
Such changes in looks would require a year of training in gym, but Spray did it in mere seconds.

Besides the shape of the boys' bodies, their skin tone also changed - a glossy plastic sheen appeared, while all the body hair vanished.

Sam tried again to pull Ashley's purse, yet to his great surprise he couldn't. All his strength and weight vanished. Instead of dragging her purse, he pulled himself towards the girl. He started to fall forward towards Ashley, but she caught him effortlessly.

In the same moment Ryan removed his hand from Liz's waist and tried to back away from her. Liz grabbed him by his arms. To her amazement Ryan was so soft, pliable and squishy now - his skin easily gave under her fingers.

In a mere seconds boys turned from a predator to a prey. Ashley and Liz held both of them, Ryan tried to break free from Liz's grasp but his well pumped muscles were obviously fake. Ashley not just caught Sam but lifted him in the air. He desperately wiggled with his legs.

"As you can see, Spray works nearly instantaneously. Two former macho bullies are now inflatable toys at your mercy. They are full of compressed air and thus lightweight, harmless and quite pleasant to touch. As a bonus, the Spray improves looks of all transformed men, so men are turned into very attractive, sexy and shapely inflatable toys for ladies." - explained mrs Rubberik.

Audience that consisted of college girls really liked the show so far. They cried and cheered Liza and Ashley. Only Mrs. Shield protested, because the demonstration turned into a quite hot and heavy direction. Though, nobody listened to Mrs. Shield.

"Is it happening for real? I'm not inflatable, that's impossible, let me go!" - said Sam, while Ashley hugged him, she still held him in the air and used opportunity to feel his new pumped up body.

Ryan tried to wrestle free from Liz - also with little success. "Just relax, handsome." - said she. "Didn't you like my curves so much and proposed me kind of a date?"
"Spray works not just quickly, it is absolutely painless. Let's ask boys about their feelings. First you, Sam, please tell us what you just experienced?" - said Mrs Rubberik.
"I ... don't know, still can't believe it. I felt no pain, just a raspberry scent, then this hissing, my body changed and it was kinda pleasant. My skin seems so sensitive, must admit I really enjoy Ashley's touch. I also feel tense, like some force is pushing and straining my skin from within." - he explained. While he talked, Ashley groped his shoulders and chest, plunging her fingers deep into his soft pliable skin.

"And you, Ryan? Did you like your change so far?" - said Mrs Rubberik bringing microphone to him.

Liz finally put him on the ground, but continued to hug him, squeezing his bouncy butt. Ryan said "I'm quite shocked and I feel kinda helpless... But I agree with Sam, sensations are good and my skin is more sensitive. I'd like to look into a mirror, cuz my body changed, my gut is obviously gone. I see how Sam changed from a skinny nerdy guy into a handsome lad, and so did I?"

"Your looks improved indeed, Sammy, now I really want to see how you look undressed" - said Ashley giving his inflated ass a light slap.

"Speaking of undressing, I propose a challenging little game for you. There are two couples here now: Sam with Ashley and Ryan with Liz. As you boys are now inflatable, you have an important feature that every inflatable doll must have - an inflation valve. But where is it? The first couple that finds the valve - wins. Of course valve is hidden somewhere under boys garments. Boys should undress, girls - should check their bodies and seek for a valve. Are you ready for some fun competition?" Announced Mrs Rubberik.

"I didn't plan to strip tease in public, actually." protested Sam. But both Ashley and Liza cried "Yeah! we agree!"

Ashley grabbed him by the sleeve of his polo. "Oh, come on, don't be so shy. You look so much better than ten minutes ago, no need to be ashamed of your body anymore. Just a peek on your chest won't harm at all."
After some hesitation Sam grabbed his polo and started to pull it up with Ashley's help.
Liz acted more blunt: "Undress, quickly! Do you want to let them win?" Ryan didn't dare to resist and started to unbutton his shirt. Quite soon both guys were topless. Public went ecstatic and demanded more. Ashley and Liza examined boys' bodies, touching their shapely inflated chests, shoulders and abs. Liz even poked Ryan's navel, which seemed to be a natural place for the valve.
"It isn't there! Take off your pants, quickly." - commanded Liz. This time Ryan backed off, he was clearly scared by her pushiness.

Meanwhile Ashley gently stroked Sam's chest, her hand slid over his inflated six-packs down to the belt of his shorts. Sam suppressed a moan of pleasure, yet his face betrayed his real emotions.
When he was completely bewitched, Ashley grabbed the zipper on the fly of his shorts and pulled it down.
Sam's inflated thighs pushed his shorts, freeing them sleeves from the restraining fabric. Of course, Ashley helped and pulled it by the belt, until shorts fell to his ankles. Sam was undressed to his black boxers, which sat quite snug on his inflated butt and manhood.

Liz caught Ryan, before he could run away on his inflated legs. She toppled him and pinned him down to the floor, sat on his legs and tried to unzip his jeans. "You aren't getting anywhere from me now!"
Ryan tried to wrestle, but his inflated hands turned out to be useless. Still his futile resistance won a few seconds for the other team. Liz unzipped Ryan's jeans and struggled to pull them down, exposing Ryan's blue underpants. He stopped his useless struggle.

Meanwhile Ashley examined Sam's legs and thighs, turned him around to get a better look at his backside. "Hm, I wonder, what is it?" - she said, poking a little nub protruding under fabric of Sam's black cotton boxers. That thing was in the middle of his left ass-cheek. Not wasting any more time, she pulled down his underpants, exposing his ass to all the girls watching this show.
"Here it is! I found it! We won!" - exclaimed Ashley pointing at the small cylinder made of translucent plastic, that was growing out of Sam's butt cheek.

"Oh my, is it there... How embarrassing." - said Sam, pulling his boxers up to cover his naked butt. Too late, almost everyone in the hall already had an opportunity to check it out.

"I still can't believe it is for real... Are we turned into inflatable fucktoys? Do I have this thing too?" - asked Ryan.

Liz was too excited to regret the loss in the race. She finally undressed Ryan, relieving him from his jeans. She was about to pull down Ryan's underwear as well, but Mrs Rubberik stopped her, before Ashley could expose Ryan's junk.

"Liz, wait. Let's keep some decency here. Girls, if you want to continue playing with your new inflatable toys, you should do it in a more private place. Well, the demonstration is almost over, as you can see, men affected by the Spray are completely helpless and can be easily dealt with. As positive tradeoff, they look better. But that's not everything. Just like any inflatable, they can be easily reduced in size to fit into any girl's purse." - said Mrs Rubberik.

"What do you mean? Are you really going to deflate us now?!" - asked Ryan. He was apparently in shock.

"That might be an interesting experience, I don't mind if they would blow us up again soon." - replied Sam.
"Of course, I'm going to inflate you back as soon as I bring you to my place" - murmured Ashley, while her fingers crept into his boxers, reaching for his air plug.

Liz was less gentle. "Stop wiggling already!" She pinned Ryan down to the floor, sitting on his soft pneumatic torso.
"And you stop treating me like an object, I'm not your freakin toy! Let me go!" - cried he.
She giggled. "But you are in fact my toy, until the effect of the Spray wears of. Usually you guys treat us as objects, now tables are turned. Why don't you like it?"
"But I didn't really harass anyone! I just played along the scene and pretended to be a macho." - Ryan protested.
"You played so well I actually believed you, now pretend to be a good boy." - she said, slowly bouncing on his inflated chest. Ryan's face was pressed right between her knees.
He looked at her from below and nodded. "As if I have any choice, you are just stronger than me until I change back."

Ashley continued her foreplay, with both her hands resting on Sam's butt, her right hand grazing his sensitive air valve. Sam didn't mind - he hugged her by the waist, pressing his inflated chest against her ample bosom.
"Are you ready, honey?" - asked Ashley.
"I'm a bit nervous. But is OK" - he said.
"Let's do it then. Three, two, one..." - Ashley counted down, squeezing Sam's air plug between her thumb and index finger.

Liz stood up from Ryan and rolled him over. Unlike her friend Ashley she acted quite blunt. Liz pulled down his blue underpants, quickly found the valve and pulled the plug. With a loud hissing air rushed from Ryan, Liz could feel his back softening under her.

In the same moment Ashley popped Sam open. He started to deflate, but a bit slower than his friend. Ashley embraced him gently, feeling his buff body shrinking in her hands.

Air rushed out of Ryan, as he was pressed by the weight of a chubby girl sitting on his back. Quite soon his torso complete flattened under her, Liz moved toward his ass, took his saggy legs and started to fold Ryan. In less then a minute, she squeezed all the air out of his lower body.

"It feels not bad, but I'm getting so weak. Helpless. Will you inflate me? Please." - asked Ryan.
"Of course, I'll blow you up soon, now shut up and relax." - with these words Liz squeezed his head against his already flattened chest.

When Ryan was ready to be tossed into a girl's purse, Sam just started to lose definition and would flop on the floor without Ashley's support, but she didn't let him fall.
"Being inflatable is not so bad, as I thought" - he confessed.
"Just wait. The best part is ahead. You won't stay deflated for long, I promise"
She kissed him, before he faded out.

"Our demonstration is over" - said Mrs Rubberik, - "But I have more free samples of the Spray. If you wish to do some trial, please come to me now."

Practically every girl in the hall got one. Of course, upcoming days after the demonstration were eventful and fun for every guy in the campus.